BLOGS

As fear escalated in January 2020 over what would become a global pandemic, and the store shelves became devoid of the necessities of life, I thought about the hard things of the past and realized that nothing stays forever.

Editor’s note: This blog is reprinted with permission from eat Farm Love.

For the past few months, I have been feeling overwhelmed. Maybe you would say unbalanced.

I’ll admit it: Six months ago I didn’t know on which continent you could find Bolivia.

Yet, when my girlfriend and I were preparing a trip through South America, there it was in the middle of the other places we were planning on visiting.

As part of the Sermon on the Mount, Jesus exhorted His followers:

Enter ye in at the strait gate: for wide is the gate, and broad is the way, that leadeth to destruction, and many there be which go in there at: Because strait is the gate, and narrow is the way, which leadeth unto life, and few there be that find it.

If you were to look the word “happy” up in the dictionary, you would find a few different definitions. They include: